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POETICAL. low. The foflowiag lines from Household Words, arc fell of wholesome advice as well as beautiful im uprrT. They convey to the youthful dreamer a lest*** which it would be well for him to ponder : A rise ! for the day is passing- While you lie dreaming on ; Your brothers arc cased in armor, And forth to th fight arc gone; Your place in the ranks await you ; Each man has ft port to play ; The past and the future are nothing In the face of the stern to-day. Arise from your dreams of the future— Of gaining a hard-fought field, ©f storming the airy fortress, Of bidding the giant yield ; Your future has deeds of glory. Of honor; (tiod grant it may !) Hut your arm will never he stronger Or needed as now—to-day. Arise! If the past detain you. Her sunshine and storms forget I S o chains so unworthy to hold you As tliose of vain regret; Sad or bright, she is lifeless ever ; Cast her phantom arms away ! Nor look back, save to learn the lesson Of a nobler strife to-day. Arise f f>r the hour is passing; The-sound you dimly hear, Is your enemy marching to battle T Rise 1 rise f for the foe is near ! Stay not to brighten your weapons, Or the hour will strike at last. And from dreams of a coming battle, You will waken and find it past, tfie ifiodem StoqpUcffer. BREAKING UP A SETTING HEN. “Timothy, that air yaller hen’s settin’ agin,” said Mrs. Ilays to her son, one morn ing at breakfast. “Well, let her set,” remarked Timothy, helping himself'to a large piece of cheese. “I reckon I can stand it as long as she can.” “I do wish yon would try to be a little more equi Domical to cheese, Timothy ; I’ve cut the very last of iny every day lot, and it is only the first of INI ay. And now, as soon as you've done eating I want you to go out and break up the hen. She’s pitting on an old ax aud two bricks now.” “I hope she’ll hatch ’em,” returned Timo- thy “lf she was set now. she’d hatch the fourth week in May. It’s a bad sign ; something alters happens arter it. Stop giggling, Helen 31aria, by the time } r ou get to be as old as yer ma, ye’ll see further than you do now. There was Jenkins folks, their grey top-knot hatched the last of May, and Mrs. Jenkins, she had the conjunction of the lungs, and would have died if they hadn’t killed a lam b, and wrapped her in the hide while it was warm. That was all that saved her.” With such a startling proof of the truth and omen before him, Timothy finished his breakfast in haste and departed for the barn, from which he soon returned bcariug the Stalling biddy by the legs. “What shall I do with her, Mother? She’ll get on again, and she’s as cross as a bedlam —she skinned my hand, and would be the death of me if she could get loose.” “I’ve heer’n it said that it was a good plan to throw ’em up in the air,” said Mrs. Hays. “Annt Peggy broke one of setting only three times trying. Spos’n you try it.” “Up she goes, head or tail!” cried Tim, as he tossed the volcano skyward. “Land-a-massy,” exclaimed Mrs. 11., “she’s coming down into the pan of bread that I set out on the great rock to rise ! Tim, it’s Strang that you can’t do nothing without overdoing it.” “Down with the traitors, up with the stars,” sang on Tim, elevating biddy again with something less than a pint of batter hanging to her feet. “Good gracious me: wuss and wuss,” cried Mrs. Hays, and Tim agreed with her; for the ben had come down on the well polish ed tilt of Esquire Bennett, who happened to be passing, and the dignified old gentleman was the farther of Cynthia Bennett, the young lady with whom Tim was seriously en amored. The squire looked daggers, bushed off* the dongh with his handkerchief, and strode in silence. “Yes, but it’s going up again,” said Tim spitefully, seizing the clucking Biddy and tossing her at ramdom into the air.—Biddy throught it time to manifest her individuali ty, and with a loud scream she darted against the parlor window, broke through, knocked down the canary cage and landed plump in the silken lap of Mrs. Orgy, who was board ing at the farm house. Mrs. Gray screamed with horror, and starting up, dislodged Biddy, who flew at her reflection in the looking-glass with an angry hiss. The glass was shattered and down came the hen astonished beyond the measure, against a vast of flowers, which upset, and in falling knocked over the stand dish and deluged with water a pair of drab-color ed velvet slippers, which Helen Maria was embroiding for her lover, Mr. James Ilenshaw. Helen entered the room just at the mis cbiefhad been done and viewing the ruin she at once laid it to her brother Timothy. She heard his step behind her and the unfortunate hen she flung full into his face. There was a smothered oath, and the hen came back with the force of a twenty pound shot. Helen was mod. Her eyes were nearly put out with the feather dust and dough, and she went at Timothy with true feminine zeal. She broke his watch-guard into a dozen pieces, crushed his dicky and begun to pull his wiskers out by the roots when she suddently remembered that Timothy had no whiskers to pull out by the roots. But when she came to look closer she per ceived that the man she had nearly annihilat ed was not Timothy, but James Ilenshaw. Poor Helen burst into tears and fled into her chamber, the usual refuge for heroines ; and James, after washing his face at the kitchen sink, went home sternly resolved never to marry a woman with such a temper as Helen Hays had. The hen, meanwhile, who is the heroine, returned to the bam to establish herself on the ruins other nest, determined to set if the heavens felL Mrs. Hays soon discovered her, and hav ing heard that dipping in water would cure “broodiness, *’' she set forth for the brook with the fowl in her apron. Mrs. Weaver, an old lady of very quarrel some temperament, who resided near, and was at sword's point with Mrs. Ilays, was just coming to the brook for a pail of water, and spied the yellow head of the bird peep ing out from Mrs. Hays apron. “There !” she exclaimed, “now I*ve found out what puzzled me to death nigh about a week. I've found out where that yellow pullet has gone to. Mrs. Ilays I allers knowed you was a wicked, desateful' woman, but I didn't think you’d steal.” “Steal? me steal? who are you talking to, Mr*. Weaver?’ said Mrs. Ilays on her dignity. “I am talking to you. madam, that's who I’m talking to ! You’ve stole my hen what I got over to Uncle Gillies, and paid for in sasseng%rs. She’s a real Dorking. Give her to me right here or I'll use force.” “She's my hen, and you touch her if you dare!” “I'll show you what I dare 1” yelled Mrs. Weaver, growing purple, and seizing the ill starred fowl by the tail, she gave a wrench, and the tail came out in her hand. The sudden cessation of resistance upset Mrs. Weaver's balance and she fell back ward into the brook, splattering the mud and astonished polliwogs in every direction. She was a spry woman, and was soon on her feet again ready to renew the assault. “Give me my hen !” she cried, thrusting her fist into Mrs. Hays’ face, “you old hag and hypocrite you !” and she made a second dive at the bird. The hen .thought it proper to show her colors, and uttering an nearthy yell, she flew out of the" covert square into the face of Mrs. Weaver, which she raked down with her nails until it resembled the pages of a ledger, crossed and recrossed with red ink. Mrs. Hays caught a stick of brushwood from the fence —Mrs. Weaver did the same, and a regular duel would probably have been fought if the bank of the creek had not sud denly gave way and precipitated both the indignant women into the water. They scramble out on opposite sides, and the hen sat perched on an apple tree and cackled in triumph. The ladies shook themselves and by con sent went home. They have not spoken since. The hen disappeared and was not seen un til three weeks afterwards, when she made her appearance with eleven nice yellow chickens. She found some other fowl’s nest, and had set in spite of fate. But although not ‘broken up’ herself, she broke up two matches—for Cynthia was not at home the next time Timothy called, and Mr. Ilenshaw never forgave Helen for hav ing such a temper. FACTS AND FANCIES, A sharp sighted fellow—The man who looks daggers at you. Matchless maid—the kitchen girl out of lucifers. If you don't bridle your tongue, saddle be your fate. What is the form of an escaped parrot ? A polly-gone. A Boston tailor advertises “diagonal boy’s suits.” What kind of robbery is not dangerous? A safe robbery of course. The mean temperature is what disgusts a man with every climate. The duty of the hour—to take care of the minutes and make up the day. It is a strange fact that when people in dulge in high words they use low language. Why cannot a Temperance man kiss a jewess? lie has sworn not to taste jew-lips. “Letter go!” as the boy said when he lamp-posted his letter at the street corner. Why is a pig the most provident of ani mals?— Because he always carries a spare-rib or two about him. The man who can crack a joke in a minute after a two pound weight has fallen on his toes, may be called excruciatingly funny. A Herne Bay magistrate says the want of a lock-up has long been felt there by the respectable portion of the community ! A German resident in New York has such a remarkably hard name that lie spoils a gross of steel pens endorsing a bill. A doctor is wanted in Genoa, Missouri. The last one is hanging to a cotton wood tree, and wants to get down. “I am a broken man,” said a poet. “So I should think,” was the answer, “for I have seen 3'our pieces.” “The vilest sinner may return,” wrote a pious girl to her lover, with whom she parted in anger. Why should you be justified in picking the pockets of a vendor of engravings? Because lie has pict-ures. “I really can’t express my thanks,” as the boy said to his schoolmaster when he gave him a thrashing. A New York journal recently announced “a Sunday evening discourse for advanced tinkers.” A mistake of the types caused an announ cement to read : “Thirteen Illinois railroads are in the hands of deceivers !” “No, ma’am,” said a jeweller to a beauti ful lady, “I don’t trust anybody these days ; I would not even trust my feelings.” “For want of water,” said an Italian, “I am forced to drink water ; if I had water I would drink wine.” lie kept a vineyard, and the drought had killed his vines. The devil has got a story afloat that up in Floyd county, lowa, the boys who were con verted in the revivals of last winter are al ways prospecting the orchards. The death of a miser was lately announced thus : “On Friday last died, Josiali Bain tree, of Bennington, at the age of ninety eight. He retained his money to the last.” Which, asks the agricultural wag, is the queen of roses in the garden? and answer, the rose of the watering pot, for it reigns over all the others. ‘Air. I) ,if you’ll get my coat done by Saturday, I shall be forever indebted to you.” “If that’syour game it won’t be done,” said the tailor. A book agent took refuge under a hay stack during a thunder storm, and the lightning struck him on the check, glanced off* and killed a mule two hundred yards away. A countryman fell off of a ferry boat at Vicksburg, and his wife, waiting coolly until his head showed above the water, shouted : “There, durn yer, I know'd you’d do it! But yer never get out either !” Some ingenious observer has discovered that there is a remarkable resemblance between a baby and wheat, since it is cradled, then thrashed, and finally becomes the flower of the family. Don’t it make you feel poor indeed to in dulge in a brief correspondence with a water ingplace landlord, and have him offer to take your small family to board, as a special favor at only seventy-five dollars per week ? “No eetin appuls in school ours,” reads the sign on the blackboard of a school-house in enlightened old Massachusetts, where educa tion is supposed to sit on the top rail and make faces at ignorance. J. M. ORB, Late of Newnan, Ga. [ J- G. McLESTER, Jefferson, Geo. ORE & CO., BROAD STREET, ATHENS, GEORGIA. STAPLE AND FANCY GROCERIES, And Provisions. We deni exclusively In the Grocery line! Buy our Goods for Cash and sell them for Cash. Do our own work; OATT" IST OTTR Q-WHST BUSINESS HOUSE ! For these reasons can afford to sell you goods at very short profits ! We know that we can sell you anything in our line as cheap as can be bought in Athens ! Thy Us! June 12 lm WE DO NOT SELL LIQUORS! “Thy Kingdom Come.” BY MAUDE MANNING. The beautiful light is breaking, The light I have sought so long; And the joy through my heart goes swaying, In jubilant waves of song. I am coming out of the shadows Into the warm, glad sun ; My wearying toil is ended, My works of pennance done. Henceforth for vineyard labor My willing limbs I gird ; And out ’mong the purpling clusters, I follow the vineyard’s Lord. Many rich, rare branches are trailing, Loose from the nurturing vine— I will bind up the severed tendrils, And teach them again to climb. Much half-formed fruit hangs shadowed Away from the ripening sun ; I will sweep away the barriers, That the perfect grapes may come. T may toil in some little corner Of the vineyard, all unknown; What matters it I’m forgotten, If only the u kingdom come !” If only the righteous kingdom Of our ‘"Lord Christ” fill the earth, And the “ Gloria in execlsis,” That crowned one marvellous birth, Flood in seraphic sweetness, The wondrous earth again, While angels sing the conquest Over evil, woe and pain. The Dying Son. “Gone to ruin!” said a father to me one day while speaking of his son, who I had in formed him was just dying, and that through influence of intoxicating drink. “Gone to ruin, and that with drink,” said the father, whose heart was like to break for his poor lost child. “Come and see him,” I said. The father went, and as he looked upon his dying boy, he asked him how lie had been brought to this. The son replied that it was his fath er who was the cause of his ruin. lie did not say that his father had intended to bring about such a fearful result —far from it; but by what he had ignorantly done, he had ac tually brought his boy to the brink of a drunkard’s grave. “ How could this be?” do j t ou ask. I will tell you. The father had been ac customed to have liquor on the dinner table ; and when friends called upon him, he would give them some and take some of it himself. He had also thought that his little son might take a little without any harm. His child had been in the habit of taking the little drops that were left in the bottom of the glasses, especially w'hen a good deal of sugar had been put into it; and by and by, when he became a young lad, he sought some of it himself, and the desire continuing, he had at last sought after it, when he cared for nothing else. He had thus become a drunkard when he was still quite young ; and when it was too late, he saw ruin staring him in the face; and he told his father that he had been the cause of his fearful end. Dear children, resolve never to touch, taste or handle the intoxicating cup ! — Youth's Temperance Banner. A Boy's Evenings- Joseph Clark was as fine looking and healthy a lad as ever left the country to go into a city store. His cheeks were red with health, his arm strong, and his step quick.— II is master liked his looks, and said that boy would make something, lie had been clerk about six months, when Mr. Abbott observed a change in Joseph. His cheek grew pale, his eyes hollow, and he always seemed sleepy. Mr. Abbott said nothing for a whijp. At length, finding Joseph alone in the counting room, one da3% lie asked him if he was well. “Pretty well, sir.” answered Joseph. “ You look sick of late,” said Mr. Abbott. “ I have the head-ache, sometimes,” the young man said. “What gives 3 r ou the head-ache?” asked the merchant. “ I do not know as I know, sir.” “ Do 3'ou go to bed in good season?” Joseph blushed. “As earty as most of the boarders,” he said. “Ilow do 3'ou spend 3’our evenings, Jo seph?” “ O, sir, not as my pious mother would ap prove,” answered the 3’oung man, tears start ing in his eves. “Joseph,” said the old merchant, “3'our character and all 3 T our future usefulness and prosperity depend upon the way you pass your evenings. Take my word for it, it is a young man’s evenings that make him or break him.” Take Me Where God Is Not Present. William, a boy trained in the fear of God, was asked by another of his own age, to come away from the comrades with whom he was pla3 T ing, and he would tell him what he want ed with him. The boy, suspecting that the other had some evil design in hand, gave him for answer : “I will go with } r ou ; but 3m must take me to some place where we ma} r be safe, and no one may see us.” The other then led him to the opening of a dark pas sage ; but William said that spot was not safe enough. They then retreated further down the passage ; but still William repeat ed that the spot was not what suited him.— Proceeding still further, the two had reached a corner where all was pitch dark, and as lonely as could be conceived ; here William stopped, and said to his companion : “I can not follow 3'ou any longer, unless 3“on can take me to some spot where God is not present, and cannot see us; for we cannot be safe anywhere else.” His playmate felt the tbll force of William’s rebuke, left him, and never ventured a second attempt upon his good principles.— Children's Missionary Record. Shirt Bosoms and Collars. Mrs. Erickson says that shirt bosoms and collars when new, have a smoothness and gloss, which she cannot impart to them af terwards. She has tried spermaceti, gum and other things, in the starch, and yet fails to get the gloss “as good as new.” Sper maceti and other forms of grease may help, but she has not yet tried the right kind of grease, which is—elbow grease, and it is not put in the starch either, but applied directly to the linen. A long while ago we wished to know how this polish was placed on the “boughten” shirts, and, having an acquaint ance with an owner df a laundry, we asked if he had any objections to tell us the secret of his addition to the starch. “No,” said he, “it's done entirely by el bow-grease.” This led to an explanation, in which we were told that they added sper maceti, or whatever the women at the laundry had a fancy for, but that he doubted if these did much towards it; the whole secret laid in the kind of iron and in the woman who uses it. The iron must be one with a bright ly polished face, and the woman must be one with sufficient strength of arm to make it do its work. An iron of the described kind was procured, the ironer told what was expected, and ever since the shirts have been as good as new. Those irons are sold at the furnishing and probably hardware, stores ; they differ from ordinary flat-irons, or sad irons, in having no sharp corners, the edges being rounded all around, front, sides, and rear, and moreover, the surface is polished smooth and bright. The linen is first iron ed in the ordinary way, and allowed to be come quite dry ; the surface is then slightly dampened by passing a wet cloth over it, and then rubbed, and rubbed hard, with this polishing iron, until the surface of the linen itselfbecomes polished. Of course one re quires a little practice to get the knack of it, but after awhile any strong ironer can make very handsome work. Aside from the finer appearance of linen thus treated, there is the great advantage that it keeps clean much longer; the surface being made thus close and smooth, dust does not adhere to it, but instead of settling into the meshe3 of the linen, falls off from the surface.—Agricultu rist. What Will Make Hens Lay- Put two quarts of water in a kettle, add one large seed pepper, or two small ones, then put the kettle over the fire. When the water boils stir in coarse ground Indian meal until you make a thick mush. Let it cook an hour or more. Feed hot. Horse radish chopped fine and stirred into the mush has been found to produce good results. Four weeks ago we commenced feeding our liens with mush as prepared in the above directions, and for the result we are getting from five to ten eggs per day, where previous to feeding we had not an egg for a long time. We heard a great deal of complaint from other people about not getting eggs. To all we recommend cooked food hot. Boiled apples seasoned with red pepper or boiled potatoes seasoned with horse radish, are good feed, much better than uncooked corn. Corn when fed by itself lias a tendency to fatten hens instead of producing the more profitable egg-laying. A spoonful of sulphur stirred into their feed occasionally will rid them of vermin and tone up their systems. This is especially good for young chickens or turkeys. Out of ten chickens hatched the last of November we have lost but one. They have been fed on cooked feed mostly and are growing finely. Save the Best Fowls for Breeding.— The Poultry World says that it is the worst possible policy to kill the best and finest fowls, and save only the mean and scraggy ones to breed from. This is precisely the way to run out your stock ; for like tends to breed like, and the reason is, that by con tinually taking away the best birds, and us ing the eggs of the poorest, your flock will grow poorer and poorer every succeeding year. It would seem as though this was too plain to be insisted upon, but, in fact, “line upon line” is needed. It is the crying want of the poultry upon the farms the country through—this careful and intelligent selec tion of the best for breeding. Nothing is lost by a little self-denial to start with. The extra pound or two of poultry flesh that you leave on its legs, instead of sending it to market, is a good seed, and will bring forth tenfold and twentyfold in y T our future broods. Save your best and finest stock for breeding. The following is the method of making a salt box which is said to far excel any refri gerator in the market for the perfect preser vation of all manner of meats, milk, butter eggs, etc : Get a box about two feet deep, and as long and wide as you desire. Make a skeleton to fit the inside of the box with sides, ends and petitions, but no top or bot tom, and only eighteen inches in height, allow about three inches at the sides. Put into the bottom of the box about three in ches of good dry salt; on this bed rest your skeleton frame, and pack around with salt. Make a strong tight cover, size of box, or a cover for each compartment, with raised edges ; pack the cover with salt, and the box is ready for use. It will last a whole life time, and costs but a trifle. IdP’SoME five or six years ago, a farmer in Southern Illinois was called a fool by his neighbors because he was setting out 1,000 fruit trees on his farm ; and last year he was offered ten times what his trees cost for the crop of fruit. He may have been a fool, but we cant’t see exactly where the fool comes in, unless it be in the old adage, which says: “fools for luck.” —Southern IlUnoisian. SEND 50 CENTS FOR A YEAR’S SUBSCRIPTION TO THE “TYPOS GUIDE,” A VALUABLE PUBLI CATION TO ALL INTERESTED IN THE ART OF PRINTING. ff ' v .icHMono ? fj, ft* T I* g); FOUNDRY, M 1200-1208 ALT. THE TYPE ON WHICH THIS PAPER IS PRINT ED WAS MADE AT THE RICHMOND TYPE FOUNDRY. june!2 Now is tlie Time to Subscribe!! PROSPECTUS OF THE FOREST NEWS, PUBLISHED IN JEFFERSON, JACKSON COUNTY, GEORGIA. By the Jackson County Publishing: Company, O Fully believing that the material and social inte rests, not only of the people of Jackson, but of all the contiguous counties, would be greatly enhanc ed by the establishment of a printing office and publication of a newspaper at the county site, a number of citizens have associated themselves together under the name and style of “ The Jackson County Publishing Company,'” And propose issuing on the 12th of June, a paper bearing the above title. Asa Political Organ, The “NEWS” will ever be found the exponent and defender of a high standard of Democracy— founded on those principles of State Rights and State Sovereignty, which, though now fettered by the chains of tyranny and despotism, are bound, at no distant day—under the guidance of a benifi cent Providence —to burst asunder the shackles of imperious usurpation, and shining forth more luminous and effulgent than ever, will add fresh lustre to the political firmament of the “New World.” It will be the constant endeavor of those having charge of the columns, editorially and otherwise, of the “FOREST NEWS,” to make it a “NEWS-PAPER,” In the broadest meaning and acceptation of the term ; and in addition to the “ General News of the Day,” the state of the markets and other commercial intelligence, in a condensed form, such Political, Literary and Agricultural matter will he introduced from week to week as will tend to make the paper a most entertaining and welcome guest in every family to which it may find access; while, at the same time, the most scrupulous care will he exercised in preventing the appearance in the paper, of anything at which the most refined and delicate taste could take offence. Further detail is deemed unnecessary; suffice it to say, that it is the intention, as far as possible, of those having charge of this enterprise, to con duct it in such a style—in manner and matter—as to reflect credit on the people of Jackson as a whole, and to confer honor on the “Grand Old Commonwealth” of which Northeast Georgia is so important a part and parcel. Especial attention will be given to the chronicling of Local Events And occurrences, and also to the dissemination of such facts and statistics as will have a tendency to develope the resources, mineral and otherwise, not only of this immediate section, but of “ Upper Georgia” generally. Asa medium through which to ADVERTISE, THE FOREST NEWS is respectfully commend ed to the attention of Business and Professional men. Farmers, Mechanics and Working-men of all classes. Its circulation will be principally among an enterprising people whose wants are diversified, and those who wish to buy or those who wish to sell—either at home or abroad—in village, town, city, or the “Great Trade Centres,” will find the columns of the V NEWS” an appropriate and invi ting channel through which to become acquainted with the people of this section of the country. As an inducement to all those who desire to avail themselves of the advantages herein offered, a Liberal Schedule Of Advertising Rates will be found in the proper place, to which the attention of all interested are most respectfully invited. Terms of Subscription, $2.00 Per Annum. SI.OO For Six months. SST* Address all communications. &c., intended for publication, and all letters on business to MALCOM STAFFORD, Managing and Business Editor , Jefferson, Jackson Cos., Ga. June 12th, 1875. kinds of Leather and Lumber, kept constantly on hand and for sale by June 12 J. E. & 11. J. RANDOLPH. JEFFERSON BUSINESS DIRECTORY. professions. Physicians... J. D. & H. J. Long, J. j, D ter, N. W. Carithers. | A tty's at Law... J. Ik Silman. W. I; p:i. J. A. B. Mahaffey, W. C. Howard, M. M. Pitmal' P. F. Hinton. MERCHANTS. Pendergrass A Hancock, F. M. Bailey, StanK & Pinson, Wiu. S. Thompson. MECHANICS. Carpenters... Joseph P. Williamson, SenV J. P. Williamson, Jr. Harness Maker... John G. Oakes. Wagon Makers. .. Wm. Winburn, Monro. Rav, (col.) Buggy Maker...L. Gilleland. Blacksmith...C. T. Story. Tinner... John H. Chapman. Tanners. ..J. E. & H. J. Randolph. Boot and Shoe-Makers...N. B. Stark, Scs born M. Stark. HOTELS. Randolph House, by Mrs. Randolph. North-Eastern Hotel, by John Simpkins. Public Boarding House, by Mrs. Elizabeth Worsham. Liquors, Segars, &C... J. L. Bailey. Grist and Saw-Mill and Gin...J. D. & p J. Long. Saw-Mill and Gin...F. S. Smith. COUNTY SCHOOL DIRECTORY. Martin Institute. —J. W. Glenn, Principals P. Orr. Assistant; Miss M. E. Orr, Assistant Miss Lizzie Burch, Music. Centre Academy. — L. M. Lyle, Principal. Galilee Academy. —A. L. Barge, Principal. Harmony Grove Academy. —R. S. Cheney, Prin. cipal. Murk Academy. —J. H. McCarty, Principal. Oak Grove Academy —AJrs. A. C. P. Ridon, Principal. Academy Church. —J. J. Mitchell, Principal. Duke Academy. —Mrs. 11. A. Deadwyler, Prin. cipal. Park Academy. —MissV. C. Park, Principal. Chapel Academy. —W. 11. Ilill, Principal. Holly Spring Academy —-W. P. Newman, Prin ARRIVAL AND DEPARTURE OF MAILS, Athens mail arrives at Jefferson on Wednes days and Saturdays, at 10 o’clock, A. M., andde parts same days at 12 o'clock, M. Gainesville mail arrives at Jefferson on Wednes days and Saturdays, at 11 o’clock, A. M., and de parts same days at 12 o'clock, M. Lawrencevifle mail arrives at Jefferson on Satur days, at 12 o'clock, M, and departs same day at 1 o'clock, P. M. F. L. Pendergrass, Dep'y P. M. Useful Information for the Millions. A note dated on Sunday is void. A note obtained by fraud 1 , or from one intov-$ cated, cannot he collected. If a note he lost or stolen, it does not release the maker; he must pay it. An endorser of a note is exempt from liability if not served with notice of its dishonor within twenty-four hours of its non-payment. A note made by a minor is void. Notes hear legal interest except when otherwise stipulated. Principals arc responsible for their agents. Each individual in a partneship is responsible for the whole amount of the debts of the firm. Ignorance of the law excuses no one. It is a fraud to conceal a fraud. The law compels no one to do impossibilities. An agreement without consideration is void. Signatures in lead-pencil are good in law. A receipt for money is not legally conclusive. The act of one partner hind ali the others. Contracts made on Sunday cannot he enforced. A contract made with a minor is void. A contract made with a lunatic is void. To ascertain the length of day and night.—At any time in the year, add 12 hours to the time of | the sun's setting, and from the sum substraet the | time of rising, tor the length of the day. Subtract the time of setting from 12 hours, and to the ; remainder add the time of rising the next morn ing, for the length of night. This rule is true o) cither apparent or mean time. RURAL DIVINITIES. Flora —The goddess of Flowers. Pan —The god of Shepherds and Hunters; fa mous for his whistling which fatigued him so much, I that lie invented pipes to blow on. Plutus —The god of Riches; represented with j wings. Pomona —The goddess of Orchards and Fruit trees. DOMESTIC POSTAGE. Newspapers, Magazines, and Periodicals sent from a known office of publication, or hr J newsdealers* to actual subscribers, postage to lit! prepaid in bulk by publishers and newsdealers, t| office of mailing, and go free to subscribers. Letters 3 cents each l oz.; Drop Letters at let ter-carrier office. 2 cents ; Drop Letters at wo* letter-carrier offices. I cent. Transient matter embracing newspapers, circulars, and other printed matter, seeds, cuttings, bulbs, roots and scions, books, merchandise and I samples, 1 cent for each oz. Registered Letters! 8 cents in addition to regular postage. Post-Office Money Orders. —Attention is. called to the Money Order system, as a safe ami | cheap method of transmitting money through the mails. Orders are issued in sums of not more than fifty dollars. I.argcr sums can he transmitted by additional Orders. On Orders not | ! exceeding $lO, 5 cents ; over $lO and not exceed-1 ! ing S4O. 20 cents ; over S4O and not exceeding SSO, | ! 2-5 cents. INTEREST RULES. For finding the interest on any principal for any number of days. The answer in each case bein? in cents, separate the two right hand figures of J answer to express in dollars and cents : Four per cent.—Multiply the principal by the number of days to run ; seperate right-nand figure from product, and divide by!). Five per cent.—Multiply by number of dap, and divide by 72. Six per cent.—Multiply by number of days, seperate right-hand figure, and divide by 6. Eight per cent.—Multiply by number of days 4 and divide by 45. Nine per cent.-—Multiply by number of days seperate right-hand figure, and divide by 4. Ten per cent.—Multiply by number of day?. I and divide by* 30. Twelve per cent.—Multiply by* number of day?. , seperate right hand figure, and divide by 3. Fifteen per cent.—Multiply by number of day .1 and divide by 24. Eighteen per cent.—Multiply by number of day?, seperate right-hand figure, and divide by 2. Twenty per cent.—Multiply by number of days and divide by 18. Twenty-four per cent.—Multiply by* number 0 days, and divide by 15. USEFUL TABLE EOR FARMERS. 4 inches make one hand. 50 lbs*. Corn make one bushel. 50 lbs. Ry*e make one busht'J. 00 lbs. Wheat make one bushel. 00 lbs. Clover Seed make one bushel. 106 lbs. Flour make one barrel. 200 lbs. Beef or Pork makes one bbl. 32 lbs. Oats make one bushel. 00 lbs. Potatoes make one bushel. 14 pounds make one stone. 3 miles make one league. G feet make one fanthom. A perch of stone is 16£ feet long, feet thick ■> and 1 foot high, or 241 cubic feet. A mile is 320 rods—l,76o yards—s,2Bo feC'V 03,360 inches. An acre is 4,840 square yard—43,s6o s<p** r ' feet—6,272,640 square inches. COUNTING. 12 units arc one dozen. 12 dozen one gross. 20 units one score. 5 scores one hundreei. PAPER. 24 sheets one quire. 20 quires one reams 2 reams one bundle. 5 bundles one bale. Recipes.— To drive cabbage worms away, P |j | China tree leaves on them. To kill lice on tht^ 1 | take one gallon of ashes, three spoonsful of and one of sulphur; mix and sprinkle it on wt* l, |j twe with dew. A sure remedy.